I'll be the big spoon,
You can be the little one.
Comparing this to a fat kid and cake
Is like trying to dig out a mountain,
Scoop by scoop,
With the little spoon.
(That's you)
There's a leopard in our room,
Running on the bed.
There's a zebra in our room,
Gone now.
If I could be smart about this,
I should eat you like a praying mantis,
So you would stop clink, clink, clinking my passions
With your spoon, with you.
Cake is good.
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